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Novel by Puggizzle
Posted: Aug 19, 2014
EXCERPT: She scoffed at me. “I can’t believe...
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"That" Girl

Poem by Puggizzle
Posted: Aug 24, 2014

On Average

Novel by Puggizzle
Posted: Aug 19, 2014
EXCERPT: She scoffed at me. “I can’t believe...

My name is Jessica (obvious from above)
I love pugs, llamas, owls, turtles, cute things, John Cena, Channing TatYUM, Chris Pratt, poetry, pickles, vanilla ice cream, the color blue, tacos, Chipotle, driving around, spending money....
If you wanna know more, message me haha :3




She scoffed at me. “I can’t believe you’re actually considering it. Seriously, after everything he’s put you through! I get it, that he’s your first love and everything and you guys have a history, but don’t let him back in your life. When a guy does something once, he’s bound to do it again. That’s from Cosmo. Hey, they actually had an article in their last issue about that! Except it was about cheating husbands and boyfriends and such.” She began ranting about how if she were one of those women who found out a guy was cheating on her, she’d be on the news for killing him. I didn’t doubt that.

But I let her ramble on, occasionally putting in my thoughts here and there but I couldn’t keep my mind off of Evan. I know I shouldn’t let him back in my life, but like Terry said, we had a lot of history. We were best friends before we dated. Maybe it could go back to being that way. I’d rather have that than just not having him in my life anymore.

We hung up and said bye to each other, promising to call tomorrow, and I continued to think about calling Evan. While I pondered my thoughts, I did my father’s bidding and continued to unpack. I couldn’t tell how long it had been, but I was nearly done unpacking all of the boxes that once resonated in a mountain in the middle of my room.

But after a while of procrastinating with something I didn’t want to do in the first place, I caved. I dialed the familiar number, nervous of what I could possibly say to him, all the while, the cute boy at the beach was far from my mind.

My heart started beating faster every time I heard the line ringing, but finally his voice came through, and he sounded as frantic and nervous as I did. “Jessica…I didn’t uh…didn’t think you’d call.”

“Neither did I,” I said without thinking.

We both fell silent for a minute before he cleared his throat. “I’m glad you did Jessica.”

I sighed, getting ready to talk to a guy that destroyed a major part of my life. “Yeah…me too.”




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